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Monthly Archives: March 2011

I stand on the precipice ready to fall
Tumbling over the edge into sweetness
Sanity is simply another word for denial

Cloaked in darkness, peering into the light
Shadows playing tricks, concealing pain
Heart strings tugged continuously

Ride out the wave, for this too shall pass
As surely as the next surge will come
I surrender to the tides

Destined to wander, lost but not alone
Drowning in love with no place to go
Succumb and be free

In the end, we all fall away
Each soul, each memory
Fades into oblivion